Chapter seven hundred and sixty-two people are unpredictable
"Hahahaha, that's right. I never thought that the illusory formation that had troubled the two brothers for dozens of days would be broken by you, a foundation-building monk. It's really good. What's your name? The two brothers want to do something to you.
Make up for it by one or two.”
A burst of hearty laughter from the white-bearded old man rang out, and the sound shook the whole place, but the joy in the laughter was undoubtedly revealed. It seemed that the haze that had been suppressing the heart for dozens of days was swept away.
"What? Two fellow Taoists have been trapped in this illusory formation for dozens of days?"
At this time, the old man in red standing next to the two of them also recovered. He had already understood everything about the scene just now. Just now, he actually broke into an extremely powerful illusion formation.
.
At the same time, two monks of the same level beside him said that this illusory formation had been bothering them for dozens of days. Upon hearing this, the old man in red was also shocked.
"Yes, more than fifty days ago, my two brothers broke into the illusory formation and ran away from it for more than a month before they realized that the two of us were trapped in the illusory formation. But regardless of my brother
No matter what methods the two of them used, they were unable to break this illusory formation."
After the white-bearded old man finished speaking, he turned to Qin Fengming and spoke again:
"My two brothers are from Haozhou. They are rogue cultivators. Thanks to my friend for rescuing me this time, otherwise they would have been trapped and died in this illusion formation. It is very possible for me to make any requests.
, As long as my brother can do it, I will never refuse."
Seeing what the white-bearded ancestor in front of him said, Qin Fengming was greatly moved. It seemed that these two brothers were also kind-hearted people. They did not look down upon him because of his low cultivation.
"Haha, senior is serious. Qin was also besieged by this illusory formation. He broke it out, but it was all for self-protection. Senior, there is no need to be so grateful. Ah~~ No. Leave this place quickly. This illusory formation can actually work on its own.
recover."
Qin Fengming was politely declining the white-bearded ancestor's gratitude in front of him, but suddenly there was a slight buzzing sound in his ears. As soon as this sound sounded, his expression suddenly changed, and he immediately shouted.
When the sound of his shouting sounded, he jumped towards the high mountain with a flick of his body. In just one or two breaths, he was thirty or forty feet away.
Hearing what the young man in front of them said, the three Chengdan monks were stunned for a moment and ran towards the hillside one after another. Although the three of them did not know what the young monk meant, they were already cunning and cunning people.
, I would rather believe that it exists than believe that it does not exist.
Just when the four people stood on the hillside, they saw energy fluctuations where the four people were standing. Under the detection of the four people's spiritual consciousness, the scenery changed drastically, and a natural valley reappeared in front of the four people.
before.
"Ah, it's so dangerous. If my little Taoist friend hadn't warned me, I and the others would have been besieged by the illusory formation again. It's hard to say whether they could escape again."
Looking at the valley a few feet away in front of him, the white-bearded old man felt terrified. If he was really trapped by the illusory formation again, he would have no way to get out of it.
"My little friend's surname is Qin. Could it be that my little friend is Qin Fengming, the young master of Manghuang Mountain?"
The old man in red looked blankly at the illusory formation, his face was startled, but he suddenly turned around to face Qin Fengming and asked in shock.
"Yes, this junior is Qin Fengming. I have the honor to sit down with the five seniors at Manghuang Mountain."
Hearing the old man in red's question, Qin Fengming did not hesitate at all, but immediately admitted it. Even if he didn't want to admit it, it was hard to explain it rationally even if he thought about it.
"What? My friend is the young master of Manghuang Mountain. No wonder, no wonder he can break such a mysterious illusion formation."
The two old men with white beards couldn't help being shocked when they heard Qin Fengming's admission. Twenty years ago, they had already heard that the five great monks in Manghuang Mountain jointly accepted a foundation-building monk named Qin Fengming as their disciple and appointed him as their disciple.
As the young master. I never thought that this young man is the young master of Manghuang Mountain.
Hearing the admission of the young man opposite, the old man in red was shocked in his heart, and a burst of joy suddenly rose. He looked at Qin Fengming, but a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He gently touched his right hand in the sleeve of his robe.
With a flick of the bullet, a subtle spiritual power shot out.
The subtle changes in the eyes of the old man in red did not escape Qin Fengming's spiritual glance. In this regard, he did not change at all. At this time, there were still three five-element defensive walls outside his body. Each of them held a hand.
A talisman.
"Since the three seniors are safe, Qin will not stay any longer and we will say our goodbyes."
Qin Fengming did not want to stay with the three Chengdan monks for a long time. Since the strange look flashed in the eyes of the old man in red just now, he even wanted to leave here as soon as possible.
"Young Master, wait a minute. Thanks to the Young Master's rescue this time, I and my brother have a clear grudge. I once said that I would like to thank the Young Master, and I will not break my promise. You can make any requests you have, Young Master."
When Qian Qing saw him, he was eager to leave, but the old man with white beard hurriedly spoke to stop him. His expression was very sincere, without any pretense in it.
"Haha, the two seniors have spoken seriously. Qin has just explained that breaking the illusion formation is only for self-protection. The mountains are high and the road is long. We may meet again in the future. Take care, seniors."
Qin Fengming did not stay here, but turned around and walked quickly towards the side of the mountain. Together with other Chengdan monks, they were like seeking the skin of a tiger. No matter how careful they were, it was difficult to avoid a deliberate sneak attack by a Chengdan monk.
Seeing the young monk leaving like this, the two white-bearded old brothers were slightly reluctant, but they did not get up to stop them. They also had some understanding of what the young man was thinking. In this dangerous place,
The young master of Manghuang Mountain certainly doesn't want to get entangled with unfamiliar people.
In this case, these two people were extremely understanding and did not say anything anymore.
When the two of them saw Qin Fengming disappearing from their consciousness, they looked at each other, then they both held fists at the old man in red and said:
"My two brothers are originally loose cultivators from Haozhou. Seeing that my fellow Taoist is alone and has no sect marks on his body, we must be guessing that they are also loose cultivators. How about the three of us traveling together?"
"Haha, thank you two fellow Taoists for your kindness, but I am used to being alone, so I won't burden these two fellow Taoists." After the old man in red finished speaking, he cupped his fists and did not stay any longer. Instead, he turned around and deviated.
Qin Fengming pointed in the direction and ran away.
From beginning to end, the old man in red never revealed his name and identity.
Watching the old man in red leave, the two old men with white beards stayed in place for a while and then got up and left. However, the direction in which they left was not in the same direction as Qin Fengming and the old man in red.
Rushed away from the other side of the illusion formation.
It seems that although the two old men with white beards have reached the peak of cultivation, they are still a little wary of the old man in red and do not want to go on the same path with him.